I'm running away from myself...She is a knife, keen-edged...(And yet) I don't have the guts at all...To give up on her... Хотя я бегу от себя ... Она стоит там, как нож, острый краями ... И еще, у меня нет мужества на всех ... Чтобы отказаться от нее ...
I'm running away from myself ... She is a knife, keen-edged ... (And yet) I don't have the guts at all ... To give up on her ... Though I'm running from myself ... She stands there like a knife, sharp edges ... And yet, I do not have the courage at all ... To abandon her ...